Weekend camping trip, Or, lovebug orgy fest
The weekend is here, so it's the perfect time to share what I did last weekend. Because it's taken me all week to get my pictures together while keeping up with a baby who now crawls all over the house.
I have sorely missed my "green time," getting outdoors and traveling the way JP and I used to before Flybaby. So JP and I gathered a few friends, and we headed to one of our favorite campgrounds to test the camping waters with Flybaby.
Gotta keep that wiley friend Star and her husband in view at all times. And yes, that's smoke from wildfires we had to drive through.
One of the main problems with our trip was the timing. Yes, it was a nice long holiday weekend, but it was also the nice long lovebug orgy weekend. The lovebugs were out in Biblical plague proportions. I have never, ever seen them so bad.
And these are alive -- just a small minority of the ones that didn't get squashed on the windshield.
As soon as we could set up camp, Flybaby and his friend Lancelot settled right in like old pros.
Hey! Where'd everybody go?
Um. You called this a tent. But seriously, where am I?
Our friends had a great time exploring the park.
What do you want to do first?
I dunno, what do you want to do?
I don't care. Whatever you want to do.
One of the coolest things we did was climb an observation tower. Here are Star and I:
But then we looked down.
Gulp.
We also saw some cool wildlife, like this barred owl:
Everyone saw it, that is, except me, because I had to comfort a cranky Flybaby:
Flybaby would have done better if we had brought a Pack 'n' Play or his Jumperoo (riiiight! like we had the room) or some way to let him expend some energy. He was so keyed up that he wouldn't sleep for 10 (one-zero) hours. And that made me cranky as well. But there was no way I was going to let him crawl around in the dirt. Our campground couldn't have been any drier and dustier than if we had camped in the desert. And it showed.
Dude, you reek.
Yeah, well, you don't smell too great, either, homey.
Whew, I'm gonna have to keep you at arm's length.
You're telling me, bro!
I think it was all worth it, though, if only to see this for a short while until I get the courage to take Fly camping again:
I have sorely missed my "green time," getting outdoors and traveling the way JP and I used to before Flybaby. So JP and I gathered a few friends, and we headed to one of our favorite campgrounds to test the camping waters with Flybaby.
Gotta keep that wiley friend Star and her husband in view at all times. And yes, that's smoke from wildfires we had to drive through.
One of the main problems with our trip was the timing. Yes, it was a nice long holiday weekend, but it was also the nice long lovebug orgy weekend. The lovebugs were out in Biblical plague proportions. I have never, ever seen them so bad.
And these are alive -- just a small minority of the ones that didn't get squashed on the windshield.
As soon as we could set up camp, Flybaby and his friend Lancelot settled right in like old pros.
Hey! Where'd everybody go?
Um. You called this a tent. But seriously, where am I?
Our friends had a great time exploring the park.
What do you want to do first?
I dunno, what do you want to do?
I don't care. Whatever you want to do.
One of the coolest things we did was climb an observation tower. Here are Star and I:
But then we looked down.
Gulp.
We also saw some cool wildlife, like this barred owl:
Everyone saw it, that is, except me, because I had to comfort a cranky Flybaby:
Flybaby would have done better if we had brought a Pack 'n' Play or his Jumperoo (riiiight! like we had the room) or some way to let him expend some energy. He was so keyed up that he wouldn't sleep for 10 (one-zero) hours. And that made me cranky as well. But there was no way I was going to let him crawl around in the dirt. Our campground couldn't have been any drier and dustier than if we had camped in the desert. And it showed.
Dude, you reek.
Yeah, well, you don't smell too great, either, homey.
Whew, I'm gonna have to keep you at arm's length.
You're telling me, bro!
I think it was all worth it, though, if only to see this for a short while until I get the courage to take Fly camping again:
Labels: Damselfly chronicles, friends
posted by Damselfly at 7:36 AM
24 Comments:
aww - that last pic reminds me of Laura Ingles rolling down the hill in the opening scenes of "Little House on the Prairie" !
Cool observation tower !
Crawling can be hard without boundaries if you have a *crawler*. My kid could cross 8 major highways in the blink of an eye :(
So I feel for you ( but the piccies looked great :)
I have camping envy! I totally loved camping with Becca last summer (she could walk though).
The pictures are amazing! Looks like a good first time!
It took me until the owl to recover from the bugs on the side of the car. Thank you for closing with baby humor and flowers, I am so bugged out and it's only just now June.
Okay the wildfires I could handle but the LOVEBUGS?!! EWWW. Yesterday at Race Trac gas station my husband tried to squeegie the bugs off but they wouldn't budge!!! When are thy going away!!!
Loved the dialogue between the boys! I guess my children are deprived. They are 5 and 2 and have never been camping!
Awesome pictures! Those bugs are so gross.
The first thing I thought of when I saw your entry was that you were brave to take a baby camping. The second thing was that I was jealous. :) Looked like fun!
Did you see any park rangers?
Wow, I've never seen so many bugs before. Yikes!
Cute pictures of Flybaby though - it looks like you all had fun.
Regarding your last comment on my blog, I was wondering what hypnobirthing program you did and why you think it didn't end up working. I'm curious b/c I'm studying hypnobirthing right now.
I agree with h&b - that last photo reminded me of that scene too!
I don't know what love bugs are but I am glad we don't have them here. They don't LOOK very lovely. We probably had other just as nasty bugs though.
What a blast--even the bugs & stinky kids look fun! ;)
Oh boy. You are one brave chick for camping with a baby. Not into camping myself, but in a lot of ways I wish I was, because it does look like fun...except for the whole sleeping in a tent thing. And those bugs? NASTY.
You're a good woman - city girl me don't do camping. The bugs on the car - yuck. The pictures are quite fun and Flybaby too cute for words.
Braver woman than me...I have never gone camping with my family... Only cottaging and it works a lot better for us... as I know I would be at wits ends even now...and my kid in nine... we go on the hikes... the walks... but the comfort of running water, and of a mattress and a toilet are too glorious to be without...
So, so cute!
Next time I want to come.
*sigh*
Omg, the love bugs. One of the reasons that I dont jump at Hubby's suggestion to move to Florida.
Loving the babies - I'll have them with a big spoon, please.
We just took our first camping trip, post-kids, last month. I must say, nothing we experienced quite compares to the lovebugs. Amazing!
So they really say homey out where you live, lol? Cute babies :)
And I can't believe those bugs!!!
LOL!!
I love your description of our trip. I think I'll send my readers over here to get the details! :)
LOVE the captions on the pictures of the boys....hee hee!
I love those last two pics-- so cute! I agree, pack and play is a MUST when camping with babies!
Wow, you're brave to go tent camping with a baby in tow! Yuck at those bugs :-0
Thanks for sharing this at CHBM!
This looked like a great weekend! I like the observation tower.
I'd almost forgot love-bugs. They were the reason car bras were invented.
Wait 'til Fly is older and camping means 47 potty trips whilst camping. Oh wait, he's a boy. Never mind.
Great pictures! You're a brave woman LoL!
Jen
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